This message is a placeholder for the first world of Taylor and Zionn, GMed by Tadeusz...  :)
This message was last edited by the GM at 23:54, Wed 08 June 2016.

Taylor and Zionn, you're both down at the Indian Hills Civic Center to watch a night of boxing.  The fights are interesting, and the hard metal chairs wearing a bit, but you've found yourself with a loud drunk behind you.

Taylor gets a phone call on his new 'Scriff Inside!' cell phone, and even in the lulls, he can't hear what is said because the guy behind you two seems to be deliberately yelling whenever the noise level drops.  And this is in a good fight, so you don't want to move...

Zionn turns, and very politely asks for the guy to chill for a few minutes.  He responds by jumping up, yelling loudly in your face, and the full cup of beer comes sloshing out of his large styrofoam cup.

It covers the cell phone.

Smoke. A flash of light. Yellow bubbles surrounding each of you. Another arc like of electricity leaping from the cell phone...

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You both wake to sweet smelling smoke, and beyond that, there is the scent of dog, and beyond that of the deep woods.  You hear the crackle of fire, and the shuffle of movement.  You're both laying on what feels like cool, packed earth.  Both of you seem to feel fine.

Taylor?
Zionn? What do you do, and think?
OOC: for Out of Character, Zionn, we're going to wait on your visit to the Zity as a joined game was requested.
This message was lightly edited by the GM at 23:54, Wed 08 June 2016.

Who does he think he is, yelling at us like that, I thought to myself, I can't even enjoy the match in peace. Everything was dark and I knew something was off. I felt around and realized I was face down in the dirt, Did he knock me out and drag me outside? I asked myself as my eyes fluttered open and focused on my surroundings. Wait a second, no, that's not what happened, there was light and... I could finally see. I got to my knees, the damp earth began to soak and stain my jeans.  I looked around, I was surrounded by trees, I had no clue where I was but then I heard movement and immediately stood up taking a few steps away from the direction in which I heard it. I saw Taylor laying nearby.

"Psst, Taylor, wake up!" I whispered harshly, on edge by the mysterious surroundings and noise and smell.

Looking up and around you see virgin forest.  Trees that are ten feet in diameter a hundred feet up, and reach one hundred fifty and more.  Looking down, you see the campfire, surrounded by medium sized rocks in the center of a packed earth clearing.

On nine larger rocks at the edge of the earth, you see wooden statues of dogs that are more than man high.  In between the statues sitting, laying, and standing are a hundred dogs.

They look like heavyset greyhounds with wide heads, and keen, shining eyes.

The light changes, and looking up, you see a moon that is twice Luna's size and very white, and slipping out from behind it, a small green one, and an even smaller red one.

Taylor stops mumbling, and ...

OOC: I worked with it, Zionn. We're good.